Fall Clean Up
I am so thankful for a clean backyard. I am even more thankful that I didn't clean it.
Our backyard is rarely tended to and this year was the worst! We didn't plant a garden, so the whole garden plot was covered in weeds and they are Utah weeds... the super tall prickly tree looking weeds! Yeah, and not to mention the literal sea of leaves. Our two trees back there have been shedding for a couple months now and we didn't get back there until a few days ago to find it was a foot deep in places.
We got a flyer on our door about a month ago from a youth center here in our neighborhood. It's a place for troubled teens (they get shipped here from all over the nation apparently). The administrators were looking for service projects for them to do.
I called the number and let them know about my crazy messy backyard over a week ago.
This morning the center called at 10am and asked if they could come over in the next 20 minutes! I was so excited!
There were about 15 boys that came with 3 leaders. They cleaned out my whole nasty backyard in 40 minutes! They brought their own rakes, shovels and even garbage bags! I asked them to put all the weeds in our trailer so Ian could take it all to the green waste and I asked them to fit what leaves they could in the green trash bin. All the remaining leaves they put in bags they had brought. I am so impressed with their work! I asked their leader if I could bring them a treat this weekend and he let me know where to go if I wanted to deliver something for those specific guys that did all the work.
Happy Thanksgiving to us! We have a clean yard ready for the snow! I am so pleased!
Our backyard is rarely tended to and this year was the worst! We didn't plant a garden, so the whole garden plot was covered in weeds and they are Utah weeds... the super tall prickly tree looking weeds! Yeah, and not to mention the literal sea of leaves. Our two trees back there have been shedding for a couple months now and we didn't get back there until a few days ago to find it was a foot deep in places.
We got a flyer on our door about a month ago from a youth center here in our neighborhood. It's a place for troubled teens (they get shipped here from all over the nation apparently). The administrators were looking for service projects for them to do.
I called the number and let them know about my crazy messy backyard over a week ago.
This morning the center called at 10am and asked if they could come over in the next 20 minutes! I was so excited!
There were about 15 boys that came with 3 leaders. They cleaned out my whole nasty backyard in 40 minutes! They brought their own rakes, shovels and even garbage bags! I asked them to put all the weeds in our trailer so Ian could take it all to the green waste and I asked them to fit what leaves they could in the green trash bin. All the remaining leaves they put in bags they had brought. I am so impressed with their work! I asked their leader if I could bring them a treat this weekend and he let me know where to go if I wanted to deliver something for those specific guys that did all the work.
Happy Thanksgiving to us! We have a clean yard ready for the snow! I am so pleased!
Another meme
I've had a couple friends of mine tag me with a random things meme. Shannon was my roommate in college and Deborah has been my friend since we were in first grade! It's so cool that they blog and I can keep up with them all the way from Illinois and Virginia!
Shannon had a list of 7 things that people may not know about you and Deborah had a list of 6 dirty little secrets. I'll just mix the two and come up with 7 total.
1. I have really healthy teeth. I had one cavity in a baby tooth and lost that tooth shortly after a filling was put in. Otherwise, I've never had any problems. The dental folks think I floss. Nope, I get a good flossing every six months in the dentist chair. I have only one good dental habit and that is brushing alone. Every six months I get a short session of praise... they go on and on about how wonderful my teeth are. I think it's funny because I have yellow teeth, a nice big overbite and never had braces, etc... but they see something different, I guess. Thank you Mom and Dad for taking me to the dentist every 6 months and for living in a state that had fluoride in the water. I pity Liam... he just might have problems since we live in Utah.
2. I've mentioned this before, but I hate being wet. If Liam sneezes on me, I get a little bent out of shape about it. Same with doing dishes and accidentally splashing myself. You can guess the combination of things that bug me when it comes to moisture.
3. I hate crumbs or other dander grabbing onto my bare feet or even my socked feet. Prior to using my Dyson on a daily basis, I would sweep my kitchen like a crazy person. I don't like feeling how dirty my floors are... just bugs me.
4. I check my email all day long at work. I am always refreshing my email... when I hear email come in while doing something else, I stop everything to go check it... even when it's junk or a boring company wide announcement.
5. I don't do anything in an organized manner. If I do, it is usually by accident or I was given detailed instructions to do it in a certain order. I hate how distracted I am and want to change but I don't know how. Actually, it would drive me crazy if I had strict schedules for cleaning my house, organizing my coupons and what day I go grocery shopping. I like doing things when I feel like doing things. So maybe I don't want to change... can we say flighty?
6. I used to be habitual about anyone and everyone's birthdays. I would never forget my friends' special days. I was still pretty good at it after I got married, but since I've had Liam I've gotten so bad. It bugs me to death when I realize I've missed someone's day. I did it to my best friend this year... thank goodness she loves me so much and forgave me. --I think about my friends constantly, so when I am out or online shopping, I'll wish I could buy whatever item reminds me of them. If I was a millionaire, my friends would get very expensive and personal gifts, on schedule, each and every year. Because if it isn't early or on time, it just doesn't count. Everyone should feel like a star on the exact day they were born!
7. This last thing is so weird. I just realized it about myself the past two years. (I already told Tori about this on her "weirdness" post.) Each time I get up in the night, I have to lay down and fall back asleep in the opposite position I awoke. It's like my body has to balance itself. I have tried laying down in the same position I was last in... I might has well have tried to fall asleep standing up... it just won't work. I still can't get over how odd that is.
I am not going to tag anyone. I know that is against the rules, but we've all done these so many times, it's hard to come up with more quirky stuff. Feel free to do a similar list. Happy Un-Birthday, Everyone!
Shannon had a list of 7 things that people may not know about you and Deborah had a list of 6 dirty little secrets. I'll just mix the two and come up with 7 total.
1. I have really healthy teeth. I had one cavity in a baby tooth and lost that tooth shortly after a filling was put in. Otherwise, I've never had any problems. The dental folks think I floss. Nope, I get a good flossing every six months in the dentist chair. I have only one good dental habit and that is brushing alone. Every six months I get a short session of praise... they go on and on about how wonderful my teeth are. I think it's funny because I have yellow teeth, a nice big overbite and never had braces, etc... but they see something different, I guess. Thank you Mom and Dad for taking me to the dentist every 6 months and for living in a state that had fluoride in the water. I pity Liam... he just might have problems since we live in Utah.
2. I've mentioned this before, but I hate being wet. If Liam sneezes on me, I get a little bent out of shape about it. Same with doing dishes and accidentally splashing myself. You can guess the combination of things that bug me when it comes to moisture.
3. I hate crumbs or other dander grabbing onto my bare feet or even my socked feet. Prior to using my Dyson on a daily basis, I would sweep my kitchen like a crazy person. I don't like feeling how dirty my floors are... just bugs me.
4. I check my email all day long at work. I am always refreshing my email... when I hear email come in while doing something else, I stop everything to go check it... even when it's junk or a boring company wide announcement.
5. I don't do anything in an organized manner. If I do, it is usually by accident or I was given detailed instructions to do it in a certain order. I hate how distracted I am and want to change but I don't know how. Actually, it would drive me crazy if I had strict schedules for cleaning my house, organizing my coupons and what day I go grocery shopping. I like doing things when I feel like doing things. So maybe I don't want to change... can we say flighty?
6. I used to be habitual about anyone and everyone's birthdays. I would never forget my friends' special days. I was still pretty good at it after I got married, but since I've had Liam I've gotten so bad. It bugs me to death when I realize I've missed someone's day. I did it to my best friend this year... thank goodness she loves me so much and forgave me. --I think about my friends constantly, so when I am out or online shopping, I'll wish I could buy whatever item reminds me of them. If I was a millionaire, my friends would get very expensive and personal gifts, on schedule, each and every year. Because if it isn't early or on time, it just doesn't count. Everyone should feel like a star on the exact day they were born!
7. This last thing is so weird. I just realized it about myself the past two years. (I already told Tori about this on her "weirdness" post.) Each time I get up in the night, I have to lay down and fall back asleep in the opposite position I awoke. It's like my body has to balance itself. I have tried laying down in the same position I was last in... I might has well have tried to fall asleep standing up... it just won't work. I still can't get over how odd that is.
I am not going to tag anyone. I know that is against the rules, but we've all done these so many times, it's hard to come up with more quirky stuff. Feel free to do a similar list. Happy Un-Birthday, Everyone!
Another great article
I got glued to The Soup the other night and wondered why in the heck I watch that stuff on TV when I could be reading an uplifting book or sleeping. I found this article and thought it an appropriate reminder for me.
CLICK HERE
CLICK HERE
Let's move to 1982
I was called as the ward cannery specialist a few months ago. A nice change from the nursery worker that I was. Tonight I was on lds.org and did a search on those two words, cannery specialist. This is one article I found. Click here to be inspired by a little tour our late President Reagan took in Ogden, Utah some 20 years ago. It's so cool to know that this same process is still going strong. What a blessing.
An email from a friend - Update
UPDATED - Johnny Virgil contacted me, letting me know he was the original author. Please go to his site and pay him some much deserved kudos for this GREAT blog material!
Last weekend I put an exhaust fan in the ceiling for my wife's grandfather. While my wife's brother and I were fitting the fan in between the joists, we found something under the insulation. What we found was this:

A JC Penney catalog from 1977. It's not often blog fodder just falls in my lap, but holy .... this was two solid inches of it, right there for the taking.
I thumbed through it quickly and found my next dining
room set, which is apparently made by adding upholstery to old
barrels:

Also, I am totally getting this for my bathroom:

There's plenty more home furnishings where those came from, however I'm not going to bore you with that. Instead, I'm going to bore you with something else. The clothes.
The clothes are fantastic.
Here's how to get your butt kicked in elementary school:

Just look at that belt. It's like a boob-job for your pants. He
probably needed help just to lift it into place. The belt loops have
to be three inches long. A way to pull them up to your armpits,
grandpa.
Here's how to get your butt kicked in high school:

This kid looks like he's pretending to be David Soul, who is
pretending to be a cop who is pretending to be a pimp that everyone knows is really an undercover cop. Who is pretending to be 15.
Here's how to get your butt kicked on the golf course:

This "all purpose jumpsuit" is, according to the description, equally
appropriate for playing golf or simply relaxing around the house.
Personally, I can't see wearing this unless you happen to be relaxing around your cell in D-block.
Here's how to get your butt kicked pretty much anywhere:

Here's how to get your butt kicked at the beach:

He looks like he's reaching for a gun, but you know it's probably just
a bottle of suntan lotion in a holster.
How to get your butt kicked in a meeting:

If you wear this suit and don't sell used cars for a living, I believe
you can be fined and face serious repercussions, up to and including termination. Or imprisonment, in which case you'd be forced to wear that orange jumpsuit.
How to get your butt kicked on every day up to and including St. Patrick's Day

Dear God in heaven, I don't believe that color exists in nature. There is NO excuse for wearing either of these ensembles unless you're working as a body guard for the Lucky Charms leprechaun.
In this next one, Your Search For VALUE Ends at Penneys.

As does your search for chest hair.
And this -- Seriously. No words.

I'm guessing the snap front gives you quick access to the chest hair. The little tie must be the pull tab.
Also, judging by the sheer amount of matching his/hers outfits, I'm
guessing that in 1977 it was considered pretty stylish for couples to
dress alike. These couples look happy, don't they?

I am especially fond of this one, which I have entitled "Cowboy Chachi Loves You Best."

And nothing showcases your everlasting love more than the commitment of matching bathing suits. That, and a blonde girl with a look on her face that says "I love the way your junk fights against that fabric."

Then, after the lovin', you can relax in your one-piece matching terry
cloth jumpsuits:

I could go on, but I'm tired, and my eyes hurt from this trip back in
time. I think it's the colors. That said, I will leave you with these
tasteful little numbers:

Man, that's sexy.
Last weekend I put an exhaust fan in the ceiling for my wife's grandfather. While my wife's brother and I were fitting the fan in between the joists, we found something under the insulation. What we found was this:

A JC Penney catalog from 1977. It's not often blog fodder just falls in my lap, but holy .... this was two solid inches of it, right there for the taking.
I thumbed through it quickly and found my next dining
room set, which is apparently made by adding upholstery to old
barrels:

Also, I am totally getting this for my bathroom:

There's plenty more home furnishings where those came from, however I'm not going to bore you with that. Instead, I'm going to bore you with something else. The clothes.
The clothes are fantastic.
Here's how to get your butt kicked in elementary school:

probably needed help just to lift it into place. The belt loops have
to be three inches long. A way to pull them up to your armpits,
grandpa.
Here's how to get your butt kicked in high school:

This kid looks like he's pretending to be David Soul, who is
pretending to be a cop who is pretending to be a pimp that everyone knows is really an undercover cop. Who is pretending to be 15.
Here's how to get your butt kicked on the golf course:

This "all purpose jumpsuit" is, according to the description, equally
appropriate for playing golf or simply relaxing around the house.
Personally, I can't see wearing this unless you happen to be relaxing around your cell in D-block.
Here's how to get your butt kicked pretty much anywhere:

Here's how to get your butt kicked at the beach:

He looks like he's reaching for a gun, but you know it's probably just
a bottle of suntan lotion in a holster.
How to get your butt kicked in a meeting:
If you wear this suit and don't sell used cars for a living, I believe
you can be fined and face serious repercussions, up to and including termination. Or imprisonment, in which case you'd be forced to wear that orange jumpsuit.
How to get your butt kicked on every day up to and including St. Patrick's Day

Dear God in heaven, I don't believe that color exists in nature. There is NO excuse for wearing either of these ensembles unless you're working as a body guard for the Lucky Charms leprechaun.
In this next one, Your Search For VALUE Ends at Penneys.

As does your search for chest hair.
And this -- Seriously. No words.

I'm guessing the snap front gives you quick access to the chest hair. The little tie must be the pull tab.
Also, judging by the sheer amount of matching his/hers outfits, I'm
guessing that in 1977 it was considered pretty stylish for couples to
dress alike. These couples look happy, don't they?

I am especially fond of this one, which I have entitled "Cowboy Chachi Loves You Best."

And nothing showcases your everlasting love more than the commitment of matching bathing suits. That, and a blonde girl with a look on her face that says "I love the way your junk fights against that fabric."

Then, after the lovin', you can relax in your one-piece matching terry
cloth jumpsuits:

I could go on, but I'm tired, and my eyes hurt from this trip back in
time. I think it's the colors. That said, I will leave you with these
tasteful little numbers:

Man, that's sexy.
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